Gao Wu: master the martial arts of the heavens at the beginning

When the guard reported the information, his tone was full of panic and fear, and even his voice began to tremble.

"How many people are here?" Su Heng asked casually.

The guard hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"You just say it's okay, no matter how many people come, I'll just eradicate them for you." Su Heng waved his hand and said lightly.

Wendy, who stood respectfully by the side, was full of admiration and conviction in her eyes, and she would never doubt anything Su Heng said.

The power that Su Heng showed in front of her these days has long been beyond her imagination.

"City Lord, there are about [-] bloody troops coming from outside!" Although the guard was appeased by Su Heng, he still felt that the number of enemy troops outside was really terrifying.

"One hundred thousand?"

This number caused everyone present to exclaim!
You must know that the number of people they can fight is only about twelve thousand.

There is a ten-fold difference in military power, and no one can calm down even if they hear it.

The warriors who have acquired the power of true energy these days have gloomy faces, as if a heavy rock is pressing on their hearts, and they can't even straighten their backs.

"Oh, it's not too much, let's go out and meet them now!" Su Heng stood up from the comfortable seat with a still calm attitude, stretched his waist, and stretched his muscles and bones.

Su Heng's gentle reply gave everyone a little confidence.

Seeing everyone's frowns, Su Heng's face changed, and he said in a low tone: "It seems that not only do you have no confidence in yourself, but you also have doubts about what I said?"

A faint sentence, full of majesty and anger.

All of a sudden, the [-] martial artists present felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, shivering all over their bodies!
Suddenly they remembered the strength Su Heng had shown them these days, and their morale changed from low to passionate.

"That's right, what's the use of having more people? Each of us can be much better than the bloody people before!"

"With a city lord, we shouldn't be afraid!"

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outside the city walls.

Ten kilometers away, the army of [-] flesh and blood who had camped here early was already in full swing.

Song Tianci and Lin Long recruited several city lords at the level of martial sages, and a total of eight martial sages joined together.

A few of them finally integrated an army of [-], vowing to capture Zhenwu City.

"Song Wusheng, is it a waste of time for you to gather so many of us this time?" A man with cloudy temple hair and a pair of evil eyes said with a frown.

His name is Ling Jun, and for this joint venture, he is only reluctant to repay Song Tianci's long-standing favor.

Ling Jun even felt that any one of them could take Zhenwu City with a single shot.

"Ling Wusheng, this statement is wrong. According to the information reported by our spies, the mysterious strongman in Zhenwu City is indeed powerful. I am afraid that he is only inferior to our Lin Wusheng. We should be more on the safe side. Wouldn't it be a good thing for everyone to share a piece of the pie?" Song Tianci was a well-rounded person, not only powerful, but also able to speak.

His words not only calmed Ling Wusheng's emotions, but also secretly praised Lin Long, who was known as a martial idiot, and promised the rest of Wusheng the next issue of profit distribution.

To put it simply, if you work hard, don't try to save your strength, otherwise, when the time comes to divide the cake, don't blame him for turning his face and denying others!
The rest of the Martial Saints are not fools, and being able to stand as the lord of a city is not just about the strength of force.

Even Lin Long Wusheng, who is the most powerful among them, is not a martial idiot whose mind is full of fighting. He also knows that once a city is broken in this kind of fighting, the benefits that can be gained are far beyond imagination.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the tent.

Everyone's ears moved, and they immediately noticed it, and made a rough judgment in their hearts.

Knowing that there was movement from Zhenwu City, news came.

"Thanks for your hard work, don't kneel down, tell us quickly, how many people came out of Zhenwu City?" Song Tianci waved his hand, exempting the flesh-and-blood people who searched for the news, showing Yibo the image of a good city lord who knows how to be considerate of his subordinates.

Song Tianci's show off was very effective. The bloody man who reported the news had a happy face and a good impression of him.

"Report, there are 2000 people!"

When the eight people heard this number, they sneered in their hearts, and their eyebrows relaxed a lot.

According to the news they had received before, that mysterious strong man had almost consumed all the bloody people in Zhenwu City.

Now there are still more than 1 combat power, this is absolutely impossible!
With such a force, I am afraid that many of them are made up of old, weak, sick and disabled.

As a result, when the two of them met and confronted each other, Song Tianci and the others really laughed.

"Hahaha, look, it turns out that the number of [-] was put together by the weak and the weak!"

In their eyes, judging whether a strong person has great strength depends on the intensity of blood in their body.

But looking around, everyone's blood is basically the same as that of ordinary people.

What Su Heng and the others are cultivating is true energy, not pure blood energy.

It's not surprising that Song Tianci and the others couldn't see it.

After all, the power system in this world is still very simple.

Of course, with their knowledge, they can't understand the profound and profound zhenqi martial arts.

The strength in the body can be improved only by refining qi, which can be said to be the limit of the human body's potential.

"You are the mysterious strong man who defeated Zhenwu City. I will give you a chance to join us. This is the last chance. Have you thought it through?"

Song Tianci looked at the young Su Heng. Although he felt that he was frighteningly young, the aura emanating from Su Heng's body, even though the blood power was not very strong, gave him an indescribable pressure inexplicably.

As soon as these words came out, the warriors in Zhenwu City were already somewhat shocked in their hearts.

Do you dare to believe that we are soft persimmons that can be kneaded at will in their eyes?

That's right, after all, the opponent has more than [-] flesh and blood people.

Plus eight Martial Saint-level characters!

We have at most 2000 people, at most only one-tenth of the opponent's number.

Song Tianci looked at the expression of the opponent's warrior who looked timid and timid, and the corner of his mouth showed a touch of pride.

He is very good at this technique of defeating others without fighting, creating invisible pressure on the opponent.

Su Heng ignored Song Tianci, and instead said to the warriors behind him: "If you can't even beat these mobs, then don't come back!"

As soon as these words came out, the hatred was filled immediately.

The [-] bloody people on the opposite side felt the ignoring attitude in Su Heng's words.

Even the Seven Great Martial Saints felt a little annoyed.

The remaining one, Lin Long, the one with the strongest blood, frowned. He instinctively felt Su Heng's strength.

On the contrary, it is full of fighting spirit!
"Hmph, you're pretty good at speaking. I just want to see what else you can say in front of absolute power?"

"Kill me! Not a single one!"

Song Tianci's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted coldly.